歌词
What you see, babe
Won't be what you get you bet your ass
And someone will be singing "life's a gas"
I'll get off my back, get on my bicycle and ask
I want you, I want you, I want you
All day long I
Wonder what the hell went wrong with me
And I must confess I don't profess to be
An expert spouting complex philosophies
Just want you, I want you, I want you
I can see
It's much too much to ask for
I can see you don't believe a word
But I feel I've learned my lesson
I want you, I want you, I want you
It occurs to me
That all my dreams are dreams of yesterday
All is shallow, blasé or passé
All indications seem to point the same way
I want you, I want you, I want you
I want you, I want you, I want you